“I think it only just – given a certain man and the… right… woman,” she went on, “that the woman be in absolute charge of the relationship. Be that man, brother, husband, or lover.”
Her quiet, even voice stopped. The enchanting face and the intelligent eyes that held his so effortlessly seeming pleased that its point had been made. And made with a tone of cold sincerity in it that Wilson could not help but recognise.
As well as find… chilling.
She had meant everything that she said. The smitten young man was certain of it. It was no more than the truth and he now knew with certainty that her reputation for complete indifference to admiration and her unvarying attitude towards men was both factual and well-deserved – together with her wilfulness and obstinate determination. As it was sai
